The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1887-12-03
THE LOVERS QUARREL.

THE LOVERS QUARREL.
Never, while l. live" said Miss
Rashleigh, "never, while live, will
see your face again!" She meant it
when she said it; and as she spoke, she
threw her bethrothal ring towards her
lover, who had offended her. as she
felt, beyond hope Of pardon. 1t missed
him, and rolled down upon the floor,
and over the sill of an open china
closet, one OF those old-fashioned
closets that nsel to stand on either sidc
Of the mantelpiece. She did not notice
where it rolled; he did though, and
after she had left the room he turned
to pick it up. The ring she had worn
would always be precious to him.
Miss Rashleigh went straight to her
own room, as'miserable II girl as ever
lived; and moment later Grandmother
Rasleigh hustled into the drawing.
room, pushed the open closet door to,
picked up the poetry straight OH the
table, pulled down the shades, arranged
the chairs mathematicaily against the
wall, and hustled out again 1--WE had
x, Isss,ase se. things fifty years" she said to
herself, sand there's Cornella and her
beau with no more respect tor them
than If they were thatsmuch lumber. y
Then she closed the door behind (, her,
and went away to her own room II. !,
stairs, where fine silk patchwork quilt
was in the frame, q surprise for said
Cornelia, Grandma Rashleigh gave
every oung person Of the family some
thing Of her own manufacture on his
or her wedding-day. Lefty had had an
afghan; John q pair Of sofa pillows;
Amelia q set Of toilet boxes and a pin,
cushion. "Now," the old lady had
said dozen times to Tripheny King,
who was helping her, ''now, | rather
think Cornelia will have the best thing
I've done; and there's bit in it OF
every handsome silk there's ever been
in the family, and Of her fathers and
grandfather's wedding-yest.'
"Yes'm; it's real memorial quilt, y
said Tripheny. SIT takes you, mum,
to plan such things.''
The quilt was finished and bound
that afternoon, and Trlpheny's job Of
quilting being over, she went home;
but she carried about the village the
news that she twas sure all was over
between Miss Rashleigll and Mr..
Spear. She heard Cornela saying
something to her grandma, and the old
lady was furious.''
"de would never have done That II
he had cared for me, you know, grand
ma," Cornela was saying at Clat
moment.
"stuff and nonsense! Ilo loves the
ground you walk on" said the old lady.
"You'll never get such another. Coyne-
liaI'
IL shall never many at all; l hate
menl" Cornelia answered. And then
her grandmother made the house too hot
to hold her, and she went over to hcl
mothers, her usual course when she
fell out with grandma.
Three days passed. AT the end OF
the third, Piety Pratt stepped in at
Mrs. Rashleigh's, youny Mrs. Rash
leigh, as they called her, though she
was nearly fifty, for grandma was old
Mrs. Rashleigh. .
II expect you'll feel upset when
tell you the news, Cornelia, I" said she.
%"You've been too cruel this time--he
he, hc Orville Spear ha'n't been
heard Of since he was at your house.
His mother says he went over to ex-
plain aud make up, and lie never came
back -he, hel She thought maybe he'd
stepped over to his brothers., but he
/ iand't-le, hel / Ireckon he's drowned
himself!''
~ don't know why the whole towl
should talk over my affairs, and every
meddling old maid giggle about themI'
cried Cornelia.
Piety jumped to her feet, seized hel
parasol, and turned towards the door
~"Good afternoon, Miss Cornelia ant
Mrs. Rashleighln she said, with con
temptuous courtesy. l'llrememDer my
manners, if other folks forget theirs
Only there's other folks as likely to bt
old maids as me, and I fancy it's Mrs
Spears affair now If anything has hap
pened ito her boyl'' Away fiouncet
Miss. Pratt.
you've put Piety into rage, Cor